Malice deepening the wound so much it won’t ever disappear
Gouge out the outmoded brain, Noise aimed at a flitting Bug

A mechanism that sells disposable love to the knowing*
“Plain and simple, tomorrow’s ugly”
The moment they understand that it’s over

A twisting, spinning Vortex of beats, dancing amid the nausea
Right before my eyes
The world that decayed
Right before my eyes
You murder somebody

Too tragic to stay with you

Within a Loop spinning round and round
Vanishing into a mechanized sky
[COUNTLESS BUG]
Tracing greed with a rough tongue
If you can show the Stolid Dummy a dream
Maybe even anguish will turn into amusement
I don’t wanna become the fuckin’ garbage like you

Vortex of industry

Shut the fuck up
Jack off

The only thing you really know about me is…
You can’t take my soul away from me
The only thing you really know about me is…
I can’t answer your silly wish

Falling into gloomy darkness
[COUNTLESS BUG]
Even the unsullied voices are smeared with mud
Now we throw ourselves into those lies
[COUNTLESS BUG]
When you become Scrap your worth disappears
The tears of a short drama won’t reach that heart